Before closing the courtyard door, the snow on the ground was blown up, but I could still vaguely see that Ruan Huai had picked up a branch not long ago and wrote his name.

Gu Yutang.

It's almost dusty by the wind and snow.

After entering the house, Ruan Huai took off the scarf draped around his neck, flattened it, folded it carefully and neatly, and put it on the side of the table.

Gu Yutang watched her fiddle for a while, reached out and touched her cold cheek, pulled her to his side, and held her face with his warm palm. He looked down at her by helping her keep warm.

Ruan Huai's nose was frozen red, and his eyes were covered with a thin layer of wet mist when he looked at him, but he was very serious when he looked at people, and asked in a very light voice: "Little Hou Ye, is there a soup and milk pot in the kitchen?" ”

Gu Yutang lowered his eyes and looked at her for a while, and said, "Yes, do you want to use it?" ”

Ruan Huai nodded, and when Gu Yutang let go of her, Ruan Huai took out a bag of goat milk powder from his book bag, "When I came from school, I saw someone selling it on the street, I really wanted to drink it, so I bought it back." ”

Gu Yutang glanced at the goat milk powder in her hand, gently pressed her soft fingers with her fingertips, and asked, "Do you know how to cook it?" Then he said, "Do you want this king to help you?" ”

Ruan Huai felt that he was underestimated by Gu Xiaohouye, so he shook his head firmly and said, "I'll just cook it myself." ”

As she spoke, Ruan Huai put down her bookbag and went to the kitchen with her bag of goat milk powder.

Gu Yutang stayed in the house for a while, not very relieved Ruan Huai, afraid that she wouldn't even be able to find the cooking utensils and didn't dare to come back to ask him, so it didn't take long for her to follow her to the kitchen.

However, after Gu Yutang arrived outside the kitchen, he didn't go in immediately.

He stood by the open window, behind him the lanterns in the eaves of the corridor lit up with orange tones, solemnly covering the snow outside the corridor and the jagged trees, illuminating a little soft and quiet.

And inside the window, Ruan Huai stood in front of the stove closest to the lamp, waited for the charcoal fire in the stove to burn, lowered his head and carefully poured the goat milk powder, added water, and set up a small milk pot in his hand.

There was a faint sound of scorching sparks in the stove, reflecting her half-drooping eyelashes with a slight glow.

Ruan Huai'an quietly supported the small milk pot to cook milk, very well-behaved.

It didn't take long for the smell of milk to spread with the spread of white smoke like clouds.

Ruan Huai put down the small milk pot and was just about to go to find the bowl, when Yu Guang saw the figure outside the window, raised his head, and called him stunned for a moment.

Gu Yutang, who was arrested, straightened up and said, "This king came to see what you had done in the kitchen." ”

When Ruan Huai heard this, he pursed his lips, looked at him with a little annoyance, and said, "I'm not that stupid." ”

However, Ruan Huai was not really angry, she weighed whether to take two bowls, and simply asked him: "Does the little marquis want to drink milk?" ”

“……”

Gu Yutang felt that this was strange.

It seems that he is a small army marquis, if he really accompanies her to drink goat's milk, wouldn't it be very unseemly.

Therefore, Gu Yutang rejected her with a flat face, "Don't drink." ”

Ruan Huai only took a bowl and said, "It's so cold outside, the little marquis will go back to the house first, I'll go back after drinking the milk in a while." ”

What did she say...... It seems that he came to see her cook milk on purpose. Feeling that he was misunderstood, Gu Xiaohou Ye sank his face, turned around and left without saying a word.

But after Gu Yutang left, Ruan Huai took the white porcelain bowl over, lowered his head and slowly poured the goat's milk from the milk pot into the bowl.